 | 1825 - 504 strani
...empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe... | |
 | 1825 - 454 strani
...empires ! and controul In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 strani
...bright, And sailing pinions.—Upon such a shrine What are our petty griefs?—let me not number mine. cm Cypress and ivy, weed and wallflower grown Matted...mass'd together, hillocks heap'd On what were chambers, arch crush'd, column strown In fragments, choked up vaults, and frescos steep'd In subterranean damps,... | |
 | Willard Phillips - 1826 - 194 strani
...empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ! Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. Ye '. Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 strani
...empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Conic and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! \VlioM- agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feetasfragileasourclay. The jViobe of... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1827 - 888 strani
...anil coutrol In their shut breasts their petty misery. Whai are our woes and sufferance? Come anil see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken throne* aud temples, yt- ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile us... | |
 | George Clinton - 1828 - 888 strani
...empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1828 - 408 strani
...dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe... | |
 | J[ohn] H[anbury]. Dwyer - 1828 - 314 strani
...empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples. Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 strani
...empires! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What arc our woes and sufferance? Come anil see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of brokeii thrones and temples, ye Whose .iconics arc evils of a day! — Л world is at our fei'l as... | |
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Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod... 
